Drabble - Leaving Home (145 words)
There's such a dichotomy in leaving home.
I miss so much. I miss the beach, the boardwalks, the food, nippy sunsets and hot days with an idle breeze. I ache at their lost.
I gained so much. I gained acceptance, safe midnight walks, no traffic, self-awareness and closer friendships. My soul overflows.
Lost and gain are part of the ebbs and flow of life. Though some days the loses aches like a phantom limb, the gains can numb the pain. And unlike a limb, I can always find what has been lost.
I can regain sunsets that are nippy but not freezing and hot days with an idle breeze. I can find beaches and boardwalks. I can both find and cook food.
Aches can heal, lost pieces found but all that I've gained, all I've grown, wouldn’t have been possible if I had stayed.
~Eli
Ace of All Trades, Pro at None😆
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